Tuesday, June 15, 2010

Zachary Cannon Painter

The thing is, I know that one day I'll look back at these pictures and be shocked at how little he looks. I'll see a baby face and a full set of baby teeth. I'll be transported back to the days where Ninja Turtles and sidewalk chalk made for a perfect afternoon. But as it stands now, I can hardly comprehend how big my firstborn is. He looks so grown up, ready for school, ready for friends and new adventures. I'm filled with this overwhelming (overwhelming!) gratitude to be his mother. As much as I sometimes wish for him to stay my little guy forever, I'm comforted knowing that I've really, really enjoyed these years we've had together. I've tried my hardest to be present in the moment. And, I am confident all the years ahead of us will be equally wonderful.

He really does looks so grown up! I was looking back at that picture we took of the kids sitting outside your apartment on the wall right after the hurricane and he looks so small! I think he was only 3 1/2 then. CRAZY!